This is a song about "Black on black murder"

Top dropped down, black on black

Where the black girls get their weaves back

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Put on the black market, skin sold as garments.

Here i go again, searching for love

That moschino shit is so back

To their backs and attract the black on black

We kung-fu that jack black/

Ain't even tryna hold back